Armchair Anarchist
Kingmaker Lyrics


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I'm a marked anarchist
Yes, I'm being totally honest
In fact,
just the other morning
I was planning a bombing
Firstly,
The House Of Lords
Then on to the BRIT Awards

singing
"Bomb the idiots"
"Bomb all the idiots NOW!"
"Bomb the idiots"
"Bomb all the idiots NOW!"

I'm a public enemy
The gallows is where it'll have to be
And there'll be no remorse
For all the panic that I have caused
Just as I light the fuse wire
I can just picture the headlines

"Viva dynamite"
"Viva dynamite OH!"
"Viva dynamite"
"Viva dynamite OH!"

To move the world in some way
Without leaving any bad taste
In the mouth of the human race
The human race

I'm a young transvestite
I wear clothes that women like
In fact I've got a lovely silken blouse
That just gets me so aroused

What do you think of me?
What do you think of me NOW!
What do you think of me?
What do you think of me NOW!

What will you do to me
What will you do to me NOW!
Why don't you shoot me
Take a gun and shoot me DOWN!

'cause I've lost all faith
In the human race





Or is it just another bad day?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Kingmaker's song Armchair Anarchist depict a person who identifies himself as a marked anarchist who plans to carry out a bombing. His main targets are the House of Lords and the BRIT Awards. He is a public enemy and does not regret causing panic. When he lights the fuse wire, he can visualize the headlines that will follow. He sings "Viva dynamite" as he pictures the explosion. The lyrics also talk about how he is a young transvestite who wears clothes that women like, and he asks the listener, "What do you think of me?" and "What will you do to me now?" His belief in the human race has been lost, and he wonders if it's just another bad day.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm a marked anarchist
I identify as an anarchist and am therefore targeted for scrutiny by authorities.


Yes, I'm being totally honest
I am serious and genuine in my admission of being an anarchist.


In fact, just the other morning, I was planning a bombing
I recently plotted to carry out a bomb attack.


Firstly, the House of Lords; Then on to the BRIT Awards
I had specific plans to target the House of Lords and then the BRIT Awards event.


Singing 'Bomb the idiots', 'Bomb all the idiots NOW!'
I chant 'Bomb the idiots' repeatedly in a call to action for others to join me in terrorist activities.


I'm a public enemy; The gallows is where it'll have to be; And there'll be no remorse; For all the panic that I have caused; Just as I light the fuse wire; I can just picture the headlines
I acknowledge that I will be persecuted as a criminal and face execution without regret for the chaos I have incited, and anticipate news coverage of my violent act.


'Viva dynamite', 'Viva dynamite OH!'
I shout 'Long live dynamite' in celebration and glorification of explosive violence.


To move the world in some way; Without leaving any bad taste; In the mouth of the human race; The human race
My goal is to make a lasting impact on the world without creating negative consequences for humanity as a whole.


I'm a young transvestite; I wear clothes that women like; In fact, I've got a lovely silken blouse; That just gets me so aroused
I am a person who enjoys wearing clothing commonly associated with women, and find sexual pleasure in doing so.


What do you think of me? What do you think of me NOW!; What will you do to me? What will you do to me NOW!; Why don't you shoot me? Take a gun and shoot me DOWN!
I challenge others to judge and harm me due to my unconventional behavior and preferences.


'Cause I've lost all faith in the human race; Or is it just another bad day?
I express disappointment and disillusionment with humanity and question whether this is just another negative experience in a larger pattern of negativity.




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